My Queen, you are naughty again

Murong Rui felt a tremor in his heart and raised his hand to touch her forehead. It was hot! Very hot!

The next second, on the road next to Youzhou station, I saw the dignified King Rui of Nanyue holding a little maid in waiting in his arms, whistling past in panic.

The Rui king of Nanyue, who doesn't know his name, is worried about a little maid in his arms. Anyone knows the position of the little maid in his heart.

On the stand not far away, Murong Yu and Princess Qingcheng looked embarrassed. One looked at the little maid in waiting and the other at Prince Rui.

Back in the palace, murongrui was nervous. When the servants cleaning in the yard saw the prince holding Chu Li running back in a panic, they hurriedly called the imperial doctor.

Originally, the room was full of people. Suddenly, he felt a little crowded. Murong Rui sat by the bed and looked at Chu Li with a pale face.

"How's it going, doctor?"

After taking her pulse, Doctor Liu picked up her pen, wrote the prescription, handed it to the Lord and said, "go back to the Lord, Miss Chu just suffered a little cold, coupled with her depressed mood, she passed out in a coma. The old minister wrote the prescription, took it three meals a day, and recovered in a few days."

When the imperial doctor said so, Mo Rongrui was relieved and handed the prescription to Tangyuan to make her decoct the medicine. After sending the imperial doctor away, he wet a cold handkerchief and carefully put it on Chu Li's forehead.

People also pushed down one after another, leaving xiaojingzi to stay with Mo Rongrui and start.

Looking at Chu Li lying motionless on the bed, Mo Rongrui always felt uncomfortable. He turned his head and lowered his voice. He roared angrily: "didn't I ask you to send bedding and clothes with her? Why is it still cold!"

Well, you can't just say it when you catch xiaojingzi.

I saw xiaojingzi with a bitter face and an aggrieved look. He trembled and pointed to the newly sent bedding on the bed and whispered, "Lord, slave, slave, according to your meaning, it was sent that day. Slave, how can slave know how this Chu girl is suffering from wind and cold again!"

Everyone in Murong Rui's palace knows that Chu Li is different from their Lord and is good to them on weekdays. Everyone calls her Miss Chu.

"Hey, it's not that you sent it late. What's the sophistry!"

Murongrui said and stared at xiaojingzi again, making xiaojingzi's head buried lower on the opposite side. He had to admit his mistake: "yes, what the LORD said is right. It's the slave who sent it. The slave should fight, should fight."

After that, he had to open his mouth. Fortunately, Mo Rongrui still had a conscience. He sighed and let xiaojingzi out.

In the room, Murong Rui kept staring at Chu Li. He couldn't help sitting by the bed, tucked in the quilt corner for her, and touched her forehead. His action was careful and gentle, even he didn't notice it.

For a time, the people in the yard were muttering about their own prince. They all said that the prince was really moved. When have you seen the prince so obsessed with a person before.

It was night that murongrui left the room after feeding Chu Li's medicine. He went straight to the study. All that came to mind was that Chu Li held his sleeves tightly and endured tears on the Youzhou stage today. He couldn't help but want to hold his arms for comfort.

The next morning, the weather gradually cleared up. The slight sunlight penetrated through the cracks in the window lattice and fell on the bed. It looked warm.

Chu Li felt a headache and slowly opened her eyes. The fierce light made her subconsciously raise her hand to cover her eyes.

There was a creak in my ear and I heard the sound of walking. When I opened my eyes, I saw that Tangyuan was coming with a bowl of porridge and a bowl of medicine.

"Wake up?" Tangyuan put down the tray, walked to Chu Li's side, helped her up from the bed, and put a cushion behind her.

Chu Li, who just woke up, was still a little dull. His eyes were blurred. He looked around and said well. The fragments in his mind only stayed on Youzhou stage.

He raised his head and asked Tangyuan, "why did I sleep in bed? Who brought me back?"

Tangyuan smiled at Chu Li's Judo while washing his handkerchief: "who else can it be? It's not only Wang Ye who goes to Youzhou Taiwan with you."

After that, he got up, took the porridge and sat down by the bed. He scooped a mouthful with a wooden spoon and gently blew it. He said, "you've been sleeping all day and night, and your temperature has gone down. Have a mouthful of porridge."

Tremella lotus seed porridge, which also put a few red dates, but even so, it didn't arouse Chu Li's appetite. It couldn't be drunk after only two mouthfuls.

"Where's the prince?" Chu Li leaned on the bed, his body was still soft and had no strength.

Tangyuan had to tuck in the quilt horn for her and said, "I went to see the emperor early this morning and haven't come back yet."

After that, tangyuan couldn't help saying a good word for his Wang Ye. He sat next to Chu Li and said like a joke: "don't worry when the Wang ye brought you back yesterday. On the way back from Youzhou station, I don't know how many young ladies he envied. The Wang Ye stayed with you all day and didn't leave until your fever subsided, so you should get better quickly and don't let the Wang Ye worry any more."

Bring me back! Keep me all day! God, how many people I have to offend along the way! God, why, why so sad! However, there was a warm current in his heart. He thought that he was so attentive to himself and would say thank you next time.

After Tangyuan said for a long time, Chu Li said, "sister Tangyuan, I'm a little tired. Otherwise, you'll be busy first and don't have to accompany me."

Chu Li coughed again, his eyebrows were a cluster, and he looked really powerless.

"OK, then you can have a rest for a while. If you have something to do, call someone. I'll be busy first." Tangyuan explained a few words attentively before he withdrew from the house with a tray.

On the bed, Chu Li closed his eyes. In his mind, Lu Qianqian finally fell down. In a trance, a string of tears fell from the corners of his eyes and hit the pillow, wetting a large area unconsciously.

After a long time, I heard another creak at the door. Chu Li thought it was Tangyuan and murmured, "sister Tangyuan, I'm sleeping."

But then I heard a low male voice and said slowly, "is it true that someone can talk even when he is asleep?"

When he opened his eyes and turned his head, he saw an ink brocade robe with a silver thread embroidered with a bamboo on his chest, holding a folding fan and smiling.

The frightened Chu Li quickly wrapped up the quilt, revealing only a small head and said timidly: "Royal Prince, why are you here? Slave, the slave hasn't been dressed yet. Please go out and wait."